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Grey Area by Ali Hie

  • Jan 2, 2015
  • 1 min read

Static

I am the grey matter

between the black and white

I am what makes it difficult

to tell the wrong from right

Fear not the dark of night

that leaves you feeling hollow

or the light of day

that will surely follow

Fear the words unspoken behind a broken look

Fear the path un-chosen

and the reasons for the one you took

I am the little things

that make the lies seem true enough,

I am also the blurred lines

that make the truth a little rough.

I am the argument

that never got resolved

I am all the reasons

that they never called

I am how you justify

the dirty things you do

I am how they justify

the dirt they do to you

I am the hurry

And I am the weight

I’m what makes it all add up

And, what makes it dissipate

I am but the answers

to the questions never asked

I am all the secrets

that have been tightly stashed

I am the grey matter

don’t you see I’m all around?

I am what made you feel so lost

and I am how you were found.

 
 
 

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